secondember

it sits there and it takes a smile from you when you're walking in the sun it reminds me that you're not there it doesn't let me go this confusion and this denial that grief is enveloped in so we try to walk closer now when we're walking in the sun

I'm left now with all my joy and my pain, that ingratitude grows in and mercy lifts from my eyes how I wish for more and how I give thanks for what I have my tears, that wash over me they speak every language I say I need nothing else-  and how I crave it all and my destiny, that I pray for these blessings my joy and my pain